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Chapter 1100 Monk Jizang, you...forget it!You still go to hell!

bang bang bang...

A steel giant about two or three meters tall carried a monk with his eyes closed and his body drooping weakly, like a corpse. In a courtyard not far from the city.

"Report to the Lord!"

After entering the courtyard, the steel giant knelt down in the courtyard, bowed down towards the main house in the courtyard, and said in a voice that seemed to be rubbing against steel.

"The prisoner you want has been brought to..."

Squeak!

As soon as the steel giant finished speaking, he saw that the door of the house in front of him had automatically opened to the left and right without wind, and then a young voice came from the house.

"Very good! Now put people in and you can leave!"

"Yes!"

The steel giant agreed, then raised his hand, and effortlessly threw the monk in his hand, whether unconscious or dead, along the wide open door.

Pfft!
After the monk's body flipped a few times in the air, it hit the floor firmly, and then rolled a few more times, hitting the wall inside the house.

"My lord, this subordinate will leave!"

After the steel giant fell down and bowed again, he got up and walked away with bang bang bang.

After hearing the footsteps of the giant leaving, the yellow-robed monk who was lying in a corner, as if unconscious, suddenly opened one eye quietly, and then quietly looked into the room for a moment, then...

The yellow-robed monk was horrified to find that a young Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe appeared beside him at some point, with a playful expression on his handsome face, he looked down at him, and his eyes happened to meet him. control.

"Monk Ji Zang, you still like to play tricks like this..."

The young Taoist priest looked at the yellow-robed monk on the ground with a smile like a cat catching a mouse.

"Back then, if you hadn't been playing tricks and wanted to track down Kongkong Jingjing, why would you have turned against Jingjing'er and would never stop dying. Then if you weren't greedy for the treasures of the Fa Huazong and wanted to play tricks, come and eat black If so, why was Monk Zhixi come to escape with a golden cicada, leaving you to face Fu Yi and the former emperor's Yuan Cong guards...

If you don't play tricks on these two things, how can you be defeated and have no choice but to embark on the road to death.In the end, after you died once, you still haven't learned your lesson. This is really easy to change, and your nature is hard to change! "

"Qingwei..."

Although it had been a long time since the monk in yellow robe saw the handsome face of the Taoist priest in white, he immediately recognized this new star of the Taoist sect, the successor of Qingxiazi from the Taishi Bureau.

"This is impossible, how could you be the owner of this fairy city in the clouds?"

"Hey, monk Ji Zang, what you said is very strange!"

Kong Qing took a few steps back, sat down on the sofa in the room in a leisurely manner, and continued with a smile.

"Why can't I be the owner of Cloud City?"

"The old monk understands!"

Regarding Kong Qing's rhetorical question, the yellow-robed monk seemed to be answering the wrong question, standing up and talking on his own.

"Qingxiazi, this Immortal City in the Clouds must be the fairy after Qingxiazi passed through the calamity of the Earth Immortal, right... Yes! It must be like this, and only someone like Qingxiazi can instruct Senior Brother Du Shun... What about Qingxiazi, is he just observing here somewhere?"

"..."

After hearing what the yellow-robed monk said, Kong Qing was speechless.

"Monk Ji Zang, do you think it would be so troublesome for Daoist Qingxia to target you as a good-for-nothing? Wouldn't it be so worry-free to come to the door and beat you to death? Hehe! Monk Ji Zang, you have such vision and insight ..."

Having said that, Kong Qing couldn't help chuckling and shook his head.

"That's right. If you, Monk Ji Zang, really have lofty aspirations, like Monk Du Shun, why do you need to use the technique of charm to deal with a little girl who hasn't graduated yet?"

Saying that, Kong Qing got up a little bit uninterestedly, and slowly pulled out the Gu Chen sword from behind.

"At first, Pindao wanted to scold you, a perverted scum who charmed a little girl, to vent his anger, but now it seems that even if Pindao scolded you for being a bloody sprinkler, you, a scum There won't be any introspection and self-blame, so let's get straight to the point, stop messing around with those useless things, and follow the procedure!"

"what……"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, a surprised expression appeared on the face of the newly reborn Ji Zang monk.

"Qingwei, you actually want to kill the old monk?"

"That's right!"

Kong Qing walked forward slowly while holding the Gu Chen sword, and said to Monk Ji Zang.

"Master Yinniang Zhanran was very dissatisfied with the fact that you used the spell of charm to Miss Pei and ruined a proud disciple of her, so she specifically told Pindao before reincarnating that she would give you a gift after finding you." Procedure!"

"Qingwei, are you crazy?"

Seeing Kong Qing walking towards him with a calm face, holding a sword, Monk Ji Zang suddenly showed a panic expression on his face.

"You are a Taoist...why do you listen to a nun?"

"If Pindao says it's just because I'm friends with the two disciples from the Yinmen, you probably won't believe it, Monk Jizang!"

Kong Qing walked forward with a calm expression while slowly raising Gu Chen's sword.

"But that's the truth... Alright! Monk Ji Zang, although the poor monk knows that you have been reborn with great difficulty, but I'm sorry, you still have to die for the poor monk again!"

"No!"

After seeing the movement of Kong Qing raising the long sword in his hand, Monk Ji Zang subconsciously dodged to the side, wanting to break through the window on one side and escape from the sky.

"The old monk still has a lot of things to do. I haven't carried forward the system of the Three Discourses, and I haven't become an Earth Immortal. My lifespan is endless. I absolutely can't just die like this..."

boom!
The next moment, Monk Ji Zang's body hit the window hard.

But the seemingly fragile window remained motionless under his impact, instead, he hit Monk Ji Zang himself into a mess, staring at him.

"It's really ugly, Monk Ji Zang!"

Seeing Monk Ji Zang's flustered movements, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Kong Qing's mouth.

"The fourth lady of the Pei family told the poor Taoist that you passed away in those years, and she used enough beautiful words. She praised you in every possible way to the great monk. She said that before you died, you wrote an article "Death is not afraid", It can be said to show the demeanor of an eminent monk... Please don't let her down now, show a little bit of an eminent monk's demeanor, okay?

"..."

Regarding Kong Qing's ridicule, Monk Ji Zang did not defend or retort, but looked around in a little panic, as if he wanted to find other ways of life.

"Hehe, it seems that the reason why you can calmly face death, Monk Ji Zang, is only because you know that you will not die, and you can take away your disciple with the help of Monk Du Shun!"

Seeing Monk Ji Zang panicked, Kong Qing curled his lips and said mockingly.

"Now you also know that life and death are a big deal, and impermanence is fast..."

Before Kong Qing could finish speaking, he saw Monk Ji Zang already leaning against the wall and rushing towards the door not far away. Looking at his distorted face, it seemed that he only needed to rush out of this door , you can live on.

"Forget it, it seems that Monk Ji Zang is not going to give yourself a decent chance!"

Looking at Monk Ji Zang's back, Kong Qing silently shook his head.

"Then let Pindao help you face... cut!"

With the voice, Kong Qing has already taken a light step forward, and his body is like shrinking to the back of Ji Zang. The Guchen sword in his hand has drawn a perfect arc, and cut towards the opponent's neck. down.

puff!
Blood flowers flew up, blood burst out!
……

At the moment when the newly reborn Monk Jizang was beheaded again, Pei Xinru, who was originally in the obsidian hall of the Pot Middle Realm, was concentrating on practicing how to configure the medicine for cleaning the soul and memory, and suddenly felt that there was something in the middle of his brain. She was severely slashed with an axe, causing her to howl involuntarily.

"what!"

Before the words fell, Pei Xinru clearly heard a click from her head, as if something had been shattered, but before she figured out what happened to her, there was an explosion in front of her eyes. It has turned into darkness.

Pfft!
When the Taoist female crown sitting on the side, that is, Yang Zhengjian, a young monk who was snatched back from the snake demon's wedding by Kong Qing, turned her head to look, only to find that Pei Xinru had rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

"Master, Uncle Feng Gang, Uncle Wei, it's bad, Mrs. Pei has passed out!"

(End of this chapter)